a.) My dad is in the ICU. He had a Triple A, or Dissecting Aorta occur a week ago. They did surgery on Friday. We're trying to get him right and home. He's also battling prostate cancer, so there have been times over the summer that I've been incommunicado - this is why.

b.) The Royals are winning. We are dangerous. We are amazing. My family has bleed blue for the last 40 years. We've been season ticket holders for something like 37 of those 40 years. It's our time. I love baseball. I'm dying over here. Bluetober. It's our time. Blah blah blah.

I can't concentrate on reading, even to wind down due to the emotional highs and lows lately. I've resorted to some doodling app on my phone that I loaded for my toddler. I may be losing my mind...